I never could tell you apart when you first came here." "Folks always said we looked alike.

We always used to be took for each other when we was girls, an' I think we looked full as much alike after our hair begun to turn.

Mine was a little lighter than hers, an' that made some difference betwixt us before.

It didn't show when we was both gray." "I shouldn't have thought 'twould.

Well, I must say, I shouldn't dream but what that picture was meant for you." Mrs.Field took her way out of the room.
"How's Lois this mornin' ?" Amanda called after her.
"About the same, I guess." "I saw her goin' out of the yard this mornin', an' I thought she walked dreadful weak." "I guess she don't walk any too strong." When Mrs.Field was in her own room she stowed away the photograph in the shell box; then she got a little broom and brushed the shell-work carefully; she thought it looked dusty in spite of her rubbing.
When the dusting was done it was time for her to get her dinner ready.